Why do we fall , Bruce ?

I remember watching Batman Begins when i was a kid. These words seemed hollow then. It was like one of the random one liners in a movie which had no meaning in life. It was never to be thought upon. It was never to be argued upon. It was never to be talked about again in my long life.

Now a 8 years down the line the word comes back to me. It knocks on the door of my mind which has a myriad of things to worry about. It faces me blankly requesting me to answer the question.

I try to ignore it. My mind does not want to answer questions. My mind wants to enjoy what it enjoys doing. Then again the question looks at me. It wants to be answered.

I look for an explanation. We fall so that we learn from the fall. We fall because we are human. We fall because its meant to be that way . We fall because falling makes us stronger.We fall so that we can rise. These answers cloud my mind. In the end the world isn't utopia. We have to fall. Shit does happen. We do things. We regret things. We wish we hadnt done things. But that is not the end. Life does move forward does it not ?.

The answer seems to be forming up in my mind when another question stares at me.

What do we do when we fall ? 

One, we fall down completely. We give up. We keep blaming and think that our sin is too big to be fought back at. We let the fall get our life and twist it into a dark hole. 

Then quotes from Rocky make their way into my mind.

Two, we get back up and move forward. We regard the fall as another element of life and how it treats us. This one is tough. This one is rare. We dont forget it but we use it.

My mind wants to give up. Too many thoughts for one night. 

I finally give into Thomas Wayne :

" And why do we fall, Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up " 

MISS HOPE

Recently my friend told me that he would name his girl Faith. No, that did not make me start thinking of a name for my daughter but suddenly I just did ponder on those lines and reached at Miss Hope. Not that that is a name but that is simply cool. Maybe cooler than Faith. Well anyways screw this worthless business of naming.

Hope is omnipresent. Hope is there when there is nothing left. Sometimes hope moves you on. Its the thing that keeps you going.

There are expectations from the world. But the world often does deny you of these expectations. There comes Hope with its persistent nagging ass which makes you think that the world might just care, that the world might just have a place for you, that the world is still what it was and feels the same way for you as it did.The world surprises you and you always hope for the best. The world seems dark and hope is the light that is not there.Hope in all its sense seems to make you weak. The world has this weapon in the form of hope. It presents you with this rosy hope which makes you weak and at the same time you look for this weapon.Its like the worst of drugs. You like it when it pays you back and then you get sick of it and cant let go. Well the world seems indifferent to what happens to you but you feel , you hope and you know that it is not indifferent. That there is something left which makes you smile. And that my friends is true. See the world goes through phases and has its own mood changes. The world in the end is what you completes you. The world is what makes you believe in good believe in the truth believe in the real. 

It also does make you believe in the bad parts of it. Every rose has thorns. Every thing has a flip side but not the world. Its a one faced coin. Its the way you see it. Its how long you want to see it that way. I would say the world is all rainbows and sunshine. Its sweet , its beautiful, its loving and its like the companion that gives you a pleasant smile. The smile maybe be induced by the memory of the "good world" but in the end that good part is what it is all about. Look  for that good part. The world has secrets that it does not want to share with you. Those things are not meant for you as according to the world it is harmful for you. But you have  to face these secrets and move over them, improve upon them.

That is because you live in the world.

I would any day go with Miss Hope. I would continue to hope. So should you all. The night is darkest before the dawn and the dawn always comes. Maybe late but still it does come. The world was born in contradictory pairs: there is matter and antimatter, there is love and hate, there is good and evil, there is world and world , there is hope and hope. Hope has no opposite. Its your best friend, its your partner, its your ally. I would go with hope because:

“Remember, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies” – Andy Dufresne in The Shawshank Redemption.

The question is  What or How or When or Where or Who is your HOPE?